Paul F. McCann


When you’re mixed up in a war
And you’re standing there before a crowd
Who harbour hard core members of the enemy

Remember that you’re a tool.
So don’t be nobody’s fool out there;
Hold on to your cool while their monkeys climb a tree.

If you’ve an itchy trigger,
I guess you better figure it out
Because it’s bigger than the monkey bugging you.

There’s a flag we’re proud to hoist,
And our anthem in one voice is sung;
Freedom is never a choice; it’s what we live by and do.